[Verse 1]
Remembering is not the same as looking back
Windows I pass on the way and look into
Sometimes, I'm walking by and think that I should stop
And see who's home

[Chorus]
After all this time
There is only so much I can say for sure
Experience has taken me into her arms
Like a mother of my own making

[Verse 2]
Looking out the window is not the same
As opening the door, I pass under the light
Or is that which has been moving me
Even here?

[Chorus]
After all this time
There is only so much I can say for sure
Experience has taken mе into her arms
Like a mother of my own making